S acrifice, and bravery.
O n the best fight.
L etting go of your fears.
D ieing for the ones that you love.
I n the war giving it your all.
E mpty hearts.
R esting in peace.
Tuesday 28 August 2018
Monday 27 August 2018
Lions-Acrostic Poem
L ioness slowly creeping towards their prey.
I n the jungle slowly ripping their prey into pieces.
O fficers trying to control them.
N ever giving up on fighting.
S traight away they will find water to survive.
I n the jungle slowly ripping their prey into pieces.
O fficers trying to control them.
N ever giving up on fighting.
S traight away they will find water to survive.
Tuesday 21 August 2018
Follow Up-Who Froze Farrell Flint Percy Jackson
Minnie Sharp might be small,
But she’s the most brilliant detective,
Of all.
Once she has something that’s delicious and nice to eat,
She’s a detective again,
Back on her feet.
When it comes to a job, or rather,
She will have to be even smarter.
When you give Minnie something enormous,
Give her something else, she needs ginormous.
But she’s the most brilliant detective,
Of all.
Once she has something that’s delicious and nice to eat,
She’s a detective again,
Back on her feet.
When it comes to a job, or rather,
She will have to be even smarter.
When you give Minnie something enormous,
Give her something else, she needs ginormous.
Monday 20 August 2018
Bored Poem
Doing the same chores,
Minute after minute, minute after minute.
Washing the dishes,
Day after day, day after day.
Waiting for my dad to come home,
Second after second, second after second.
Waiting for the tablet to charge,
Millisecond after Millisecond, millisecond after millisecond.
Reading the same book,
Month after month, month after month
Minute after minute, minute after minute.
Washing the dishes,
Day after day, day after day.
Waiting for my dad to come home,
Second after second, second after second.
Waiting for the tablet to charge,
Millisecond after Millisecond, millisecond after millisecond.
Reading the same book,
Month after month, month after month
Thursday 9 August 2018
My Relationship With My Grandparents
My relationship with my grandparents is really strong. My nana and I will share stories from school and also from back in the day. My favourite part with my nana is hearing her stories, especially about how they met.
So my nana was a nurse, and one day my papa came as a patient. The first thing that my papa said to her was, “Come here and sing me a song”. So she did, she sat right next to him and started to sing. Sooner or later they fell in love with each other.
So my nana was a nurse, and one day my papa came as a patient. The first thing that my papa said to her was, “Come here and sing me a song”. So she did, she sat right next to him and started to sing. Sooner or later they fell in love with each other.
Wednesday 8 August 2018
Happiness Poem
Happiness tastes like chocolate deliberately melting,
Inside your mouth.
Happiness smells like,
the scent of pizza,
when your not expecting it.
Happiness looks like,
Society laughing, singing and dancing.
Happiness feels like,
A magnificent big hug from mum.
Happiness is,
The warmth and convenience from your siblings.
Happiness is,
You laughing and joking,
With your best-friends.
Happiness is,
The sound of,
Jokes and amusement coming from your family.
Inside your mouth.
Happiness smells like,
the scent of pizza,
when your not expecting it.
Happiness looks like,
Society laughing, singing and dancing.
Happiness feels like,
A magnificent big hug from mum.
Happiness is,
The warmth and convenience from your siblings.
Happiness is,
You laughing and joking,
With your best-friends.
Happiness is,
The sound of,
Jokes and amusement coming from your family.
Sunday 5 August 2018
Thursday 2 August 2018
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